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It was spring of 1993. I was debating Ish, a guy I just met online, on a computer bulletin board, an early electronic discussion group.

We were parsing out the lyrics of the Pet Shop Boys, the pop group from the 1980s who sang about "West End Girls" back in the day.  When Ish and I scrutinized their music lyrics, it was the early days of bits and bytes. The internet was...&lt;br/&gt;
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Trendy harajuku girls have always cornered the market on stylish and hyper-crazy. That's their thing. Whether they're wearing a cowgirl outfit made of human skin or popularizing the harelip, they're busy with trying something new and coo-coo. So why not recruit them to be ambassadors of a country???

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Daughter: Daddy, do you like herpes?
Dad: Um... Herpes?
Daughter: Yeah, Herpes.
Dad: Herpes?
Daughter: Yes, do you like him?
Dad: Him?
Daughter: Yes, Herpes. The swimmer. In the Olympics.
Dad: Herpes in the Olympics?
Daughter: For America.
Dad: Oh. You mean Phelps?!
Daughter: Herpes.
Dad: Yeah, Herpes is a great swimmer.

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Originally uploaded by dspainMy first thought was: is that a frackin' Cylon car? 

But nope; it's just the Google Maps car getting a ticket. Maybe the poor driver inadvertently snapped a pic of the officer picking his nose or something. Or maybe the cop's blog has a sucky page ranking....  Who knows?

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I recall talking about mushrooms with my students and they told me, "Oh, yeah, my family owns a mushroom mountain. That's where we go mushroom picking." Their parents jobs were mushroom agriculture. Amazing. 

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  Originally uploaded by gastonfernandez OMG. I really would have loved to have seen this when I was in Japan. This is one of those lovely Engrish shirts that just stops you in your tracks and makes you appreciate life. 

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  Originally uploaded by jonathan_moreau I hereby nominate this as the coolest parking garage. EVER. I want to park up inside some Dickins. Why not? I think that's a perfect place to be. Go, Kansas City, for making good use of ugly parking garages. You rock.

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  Originally uploaded by Ian Dowling I put myself though another 10-miler. This one was great -- no stress and very little strain. My pace was a strong: 9:27 per mile. I whipped through the course in 1:34. That was just four minutes over my goal, so I was psyched. Cheers to Ian, whom I've never met, but who ran the same race and just married my friend, Tiff. Loved this picture, dude. 

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They zoomed over, raising the hairs on the back of my neck and giving me chills to be near so much power. The chaplain on the PA announced the...&lt;br/&gt;
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Phil and I shared a raft and I was a bit surprised that we got flipped. I guess even veteran river rats can get tossed, now and then. It's been at least a year...&lt;br/&gt;
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And she had to get her hands on some of them fabulous shoes. Problem was... she didn't have the money for it. Well, Tia just did what any good consumer would do. She EARNED her money so she could get some shoes. How? Various methods. You go, Tia. You remind me of the traits that are so characteristic of our culture: dogged determination, shrewdness, craftiness and greed!

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::-::-:: This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more!::-::-::</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jblend.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-lived-charmed-life-for-last-decade.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>chocolate jesus: first show!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DailyPreciousness/~3/JQAtuCFGzTE/everybody-loves-delicious-chocolate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jblend)</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 08:46:03 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940649.post-170015949621215987</guid><description>Everybody loves a delicious sweet surprise, don't they? Think about those little easter treats and only then can you fully realize the power of poor quality milk chocolate. Ah, the smooth and creaminess of it all! Yes, chocolate is a powerful drug. Combine that with the power of Jesus and you will begin to understand what we experienced last night!

About 35 folks got to enjoy chocolaty goodness last night at the premiere of Speakeasy DC's Fringe Festival show, Chocolate Jesus. It was the first...&lt;br/&gt;
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  Originally uploaded by YoyoGrrrl Our view from the top was kind of like this. We were near the top of RFK stadium. Mer, a pal from speakeasy, invited me to a Nats game last night. It was a blast. The Nats went up again the Chicago Cubs. The Nats so lost. But the people-watching was good and the company was great. We discussed all of the important issues of the day. Like boys. And food. And summer. And boys, too. 

After we waved (and gang-signed) goodbye, I had a little adventure....&lt;br/&gt;
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Bob had the corner office, the new title and a penchant for adultery. I was helping him get ready for a big meeting, prepping him with his powerpoint presentation, when he made the first move. It was the ol' "hand over the hand holding the mouse" trick. We changed positions of a few things...&lt;br/&gt;
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